If I were to be truthful with myself Jeff might just be better at sex than my own husband is. I could not control my reaction to his fucking me and ca...e almost instantly. It was wonderful and it didn’t stop either. I had not experienced a multiple orgasm in quite some time. I realized right then that cheating on my husband could become fun, after all he was doing the same thing. Perhaps I should discuss having an open marriage with him. Then neither one of us would have to sneak around behind. When they arrived at the FBI building, Diana was made to wait outside the Assistant Director’s office while Charles went in to face his boss. She was afraid for Charles. Tell him…I kidnapped you at gunpoint! Charles was standing in front of the Assistant Director. What is this? You’re scowling at me like you’re mad as hell…but then you look like you’re about to bust out laughing! Charles frowned in confusion. What the hell is going on? Am I in trouble or not?! Oh, boy…have I got a surprise for. He invited the team members and their significant others to a party one Saturday night and at one point during the evening I found myself alone with Annie in the kitchen. I saw her look around to make sure we were alone and then she came over to me and asked:"Does this dress show too much of my tits?"I looked at the low cut dress and said, "I don't think it shows enough."She laughed at me and then walked to the other side of the kitchen table (out of my reach) and then she pulled down the top. “There have been others.”“And that's okay,” Sue murmured, voice gentle as she regarded the other with tenderness. “What happens between us stays between us.”“Do you really mean that?” Becky asked, not daring to look at her older mentor for fear of disgust, or worse, pity.The pleading tone tugged at Sue's heart, twining its way into its depths like vines around a pillar. “I really do. Now, get dressed and then we'll head back to our office.”Becky really did smile then, watching as she stepped.